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Songs for All Seasons, and Other Poems

FOR FEEBLE HANDS.

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It is not so much what we wish that counts, As the little we really achieve; The duty we do to-day amounts To more than we ever perceive. There are tasks just fitted for feeble hands, For the feeble as well as the strong; Be bold to stand where the right demands And bound to vanquish wrong.

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